Monika started telling Shruti. Her FLASHBACK......

MK College of Arts.. Their Alma mater. Describing Shruti was easy. Shruti is beautiful, talented and Chess champion in their college. Successful arts student. Funny and jolly girl too.

She was popular among students. So students voted her as their General Secretary for college. She had so much work to do regarding the college fest that was starting the next week. She was in a hurry as usual. She had some posters in her hand.

Suddenly she bumped into a man. She looked at him. Her eyes widened as according to her she never saw such handsome man. He had guitar bag hanging on his back. His muscular psyche caught Shruti's eye.

"Sorry! May I know where is the principal's office?" asked the man.

Shruti was back from her thoughts, "Uhh sorry what? Oh principal's office is on the right corner." She kept looking in his brown eyes.

"Thank you." He said picking up the posters that fell from her hand.

She said," No problem."

He quickly hurried at Principal's office leaving behind trail of his Cologne. Shruti was again back to her senses.

At afternoon, during their lunch break, Shruti and her friends were sitting in cafeteria. All were discussing about college fest. Suddenly Shruti remembered she had left her purse in the auditorium.

"Oh my god! I left my purse at Auditorium." She said hurrying herself towards auditorium.

When she reached near auditorium, she heard someone playing guitar amazingly. She found the same man who she bumped into earlier that morning. He was engrossed in playing guitar. Then suddenly he stopped after realising that Shruti was watching him.

He looked a bit hesitant. "Oh! Hello" he said looking towards her.

"Wow. You are great at playing guitar. I never heard such sweet, unique tune."

She said. "Thanks" he replied.

"Oh my name is Shruti and I am GS of the college. By the way I never saw you before in college." Shruti held her hand for handshake.

He said, "My name is Rahul and I am new in this college. I am originally from Hyderabad. "

"Oh! That's great. So what brings you to Mumbai?"

"My parents suggested that I should stay with my cousin brother to learn something from him..." He said with smirk.

Shruti said, "Well all the best with that. If you need something then I will be in cafeteria. Anyways nice to meet you Rahul. See you around."

At cafeteria. Shruti and her friends were arranging posters.

"How many times I have told you. Green does not go with pink!" Shruti was scolding a boy from her group. She seem pissed off by the work she was doing since morning.

"Hi" someone tapped her.

"Oh hi Rahul" Shruti's face was lit up like a light bulb.

"Actually I have no friends since I am new. So what you people are doing?"

He asked. A boy in the group said, "Nothing pal. We are being treated as servants by our so called Queen..."

Others were laughing. Shruti frowned at him. "Servants my foot! Rahul don't listen to them. You can hang out with us."

After this day. Rahul and Shruti became good friends. They used to hang out with each other after their lectures. Shruti had started liking Rahul more. But she always ignored the fact when asked by her friends.

On the other side Rahul had also grown protective of Shruti. He had also started liking her. But he chose to concentrate on his studies and his music career.